Hey guys! Ya'll might be wanting me to update my Dance story. But i promise I'm working on it! I just wanted to try one of theese! Please update!

FPOV

"Kids! Wake up we'll be there soon!" My mom yells. My eye's jolt open. My little sister's Nudge and Angel are rubbing their eyes. We pull into the driveway of a fairly big house. Next door I see a teenage girl mowing the lawn. She's hot. I keep my eyes on her as a tall blond guy hugs her. I immediately feel jealous. Which is stupid cause I don't even know her name. I tear my eye's away from her and look up at our new house. It looks pretty nice. My mom ushers us inside...

MPOV

Stupid Jeb. I think as I push the lawnmower. He's inside probably getting drunk. My little brother Gazzy is spending the night at his friend's house. Which is good so then he won't get hurt. Sure Jeb hurt's me more. But Gazzy will be safer there than here. I look up to see the family next door unloading. Talk about a picture perfect family. The oldest boy and his father are unloading the car and the Mom is holding hands with the two girls. "Maxiee!" I look up to see my best friend Iggy running to me arm's outstretched. I hug him back. He doesn't know about Jeb. I've come super close to telling him like 7 times. But i never have. He grabs the lawn mower from me and starts to do it for me. I try and get it back but he rolls his eyes and finishes it for me. "Ig. I have to go. I love you" I say. No he's not my boyfriend. But he's my best friend. And i don't love just everybody. I run inside and I see Jeb walking around. Guess he's sober. "WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?" He yells pointing to the food I made him for dinner. "YOU KNOW I DON'T LIKE PEAS!" He yells pushing the plate off the table. Actually last week you like them. He looks at me in outrage. Shit. I said that out loud. He punches me in the stomach and i fly back then he pulls out one of our kitchen knives and writes the word "FAT" In all caps on my arm. I lay down on the floor with my eye's closed moaning. Jeb goes into the fridge and comes out with beer. I drag myself up the stairs to my room. On the balcony across from mine I hear a guitar playing. I let it soothe me into sleep. My alarm goes off at 5 the next morning. I head into the bathroom to cover up my scars and bruises. There's a purple bruise around my left eye a cut on my right cheeck and bruises across my forehead. I put on a lot of concealer. Then I pull my sleeve up. The word Fat is still on my arm. I pull on a long sleeved shirt. My ribs hurt like shit. I pull on sweat pants. I leave some breakfast on the table for Jeb. Then I head outside and start the walk to school. It's a very slow process because of my ribs. A black truck pull's up beside me. The window rolls down and the new neighbors are there. The boy is sitting the driver's seat. "Need a ride?" He asks. I shrug and get into the car. In the back seat are the two other girls. I know what you're thinking. "Don't talk a ride from a stranger!" But my ribs hurt so bad I was starting to get dizzy. "Max" I say. "Fang" He responds. We take the ride to school. Outside the school I see Gazzy with his friend He sees me and he comes up to me. He's in 9th grade. I carefully get out of the car. I grab my ribs as i move too quickly. Gazzy looks at me worriedly. He helps me out of the car. Iggy runs up to us. "Hey" He says. "What happened?" He asks motioning to my ribs, "I fell down the stairs again" I lie. He rolls his eyes "Again Maxiee?" He asks. But he wraps his arm around me and helps me to our class which is "Poetry and writing" When we get in there, a new girl is up there. "Class this Is Willow, she's going to read one of her poems." My teacher announces. She opens her mouth and begins (Italics is Max's thoughts)

My Name Is Sasha

My Sister Is Leigh

I am six

And she is three

he screams and yells

I don't think he likes us

It's easy to tell

Oh Shit. My eye's start to water.

Mums only kind

When dad's not around

And when he is home

She hardly makes a sound

Mums always out,

Never home

Dads always drunk,

And always alone

I look down.

As soon as we hear

Those jingly keys

We run and hide

We run and plea

We find a place

And curl up tight

I hold her hand

And she holds mine

And soon enough

Dad then walks in

Don't make a sound, don't say a word

I pray inside, deep within

But Leigh, she cannot help herself

For the pain is just too much

"O-God" she yells

"Why are you so mean?"

He doesn't like what she has said

And beats her even more

And with one last hit

Hard and strong, he pulls away and watches

Lizzie I think numbly

She takes one last Gasp of air

Our hands still holding

Then falls to the ground where I sat

And doesn't move a muscle

I stare at him

My eyes so blue

He looks at me

And yells "O you!"

"How dare you

Make me so mad

This is all your fault

Go cry be sad!"

My name is Sasha

My sister is Leigh

I am six

And my beautiful sister was only three

That day my Daddy

Murdered her

My best friend

She was my world

We stuck together

Through thick and thin

But now she's gone

I'm lost within

When I was six my sister three

My Daddy murdered Leigh

Since that day I have not spoke

For its speaking that made her die

I can't take it anymore. I get up and walk out of there. "Max?" My teacher asks surprised. I hear steps behind me. I duck into an empty classroom. Iggy follows me. "Max. I know you Miss Lizzie. But That had nothing to do about her. All was the age and the relationship" Iggy says. "You have been moping around since her and you're mom died. It's been ten years Max. Get a grip" Iggy says. I burst into tears. "Iggy. Lizzie and my mom didn't die like you think" I gasp out. His face changes to a confused look. "W-What?" He asks. "My dad has abused me since forever. He killed my Mom and Sister. Gazzy and I weren't home at the time. He still abuses us" I say trying to stop crying. I roll up my sleeves revealing scars. My tears have rubbed my makeup off. Realization Dawns on his face. "Oh Maxiee" He says. He opens his arms to me. I lay right into them. He's stroking my hair out of my face. (This isn't supposed to be Miggy. There just best friends) I don't know how long we were there. Could have been an hour. Could have been a year. Could have been 5 minutes. But I slowly fade back into the horrible reality that this is my life